Thank you for checking out my memo! I hope to have Homesick be a long term, organized and at least semi-literate paragraph RP.
We have slots open for 5 trolls at the moment

Everyone knows Alternia was blown to dust 2 sweeps ago, most trolls who were on planet saw the threat early enough to escape, but not everyone did. The remaining Alternian population has been temporarily relocated to a planet named LIEPRA S1J. S1J is a complete wasteland, but the atmosphere is habitable so here they are, with their tents set up in the barren grasslands.

Almost everyone on S1J has accepted they will never be able to return home. Until one day, 11 young trolls received a file, along with an message. Suddenly there was hope again.

From: recklessAdolescent [RA] at ??:??
To: You - [+10]

hi everyone, im not good with formalities so im going to make this as easy as possible. alternia isnt gone forever, kinda, let me explain. I found a game. this game can apparently let you make your own world (if you win) that you are the actual gods of. pretty cool right? this basically means we can save alternia, or at least make somewhere better then S1J (this place is kind of a dump). but since my life of introversion has left me with no friends, i basically grabbed 11 random trolltags and called it good. get back to me asap? also interact with eachother, i made a group chat for a reason and you all need to at least get on first name basis. ttyl kids.

Taloai is a very anxious troll. She sometimes cant function in situations where she feels under social pressure. Shes very prone to blowing people off and only doing what she wants to do, then feels overwhelmingly guilty about it. Her emotions are very intense, she gets excited easily but can also be upset to the point of crying by only a few words. She's scared of being on her own and heavily relies on her long distance matesprite Kamino. She consults him for most big decisions. She tends to ghost people aside from him and is very bad with social obligations.

Writing Example:

Taloai laid on her mat, bored out of her mind in the confines of her tent. S1J was hell and there was nothing to do. Kamino was asleep on call with her so she had no one to talk to either, unless she wanted to wake him up. She still hadn't heard back from any of the trolls she'd messaged about Sgrub and it was starting to worry her. Maybe she'd be stuck on this miserable planet forever... But that was a thought for another time. She sat up and began to put on her more then questionable disguise. Preparing to venture into the city, maybe she could cause a little trouble, itd be something to do

-Homophobia, Racism, Sexism, Misogyny, Ect. are absolutely untolerated
-Keep content in the channel it belongs in
-Be respectful of other muns
-Please tag any ic or ooc mentions of Abuse, Eating Disorders, Suicide, and other major trigger topics
-DO NOT DISCUSS PEDOPHILIA, SEXUAL ASSAULT OR INCEST IN THE SERVER

Lusus: a six legged Kangaroo-like lusus. Its tail is missing due to an accident while Lex was practicing his powers.

Trolltag: saccadicFatalist (SF)

Quirk: Mistypes (adds an extra letter) a lot due to his constant twitching. Replaces A with 4 and never uses ? ! , . etc. Sometimes adds - in between letters.
(Example [SF]: He-ey wh4t 4re wwe ggonn4 do to-d4yy)

Strife Specibus: Hookkind and Spearkind

God Tier: Knight of Doom
Lunar Sway: Prospit

Notes:
The bandages on him are often dirty.
He has several hooks but he uses the one above the most because it looks simple.
He twitches a lot, it's like a disorder.
He's dual handed.
He had no left hand to begin with so the hook is basically a part of him.
He has telekinesis and can act as a medium to animals. However he doesn't want to rely on these.
He avoids sleeping because it 'wastes time'.

Lex isn't exactly the nicest, kindest troll. He's quiet and closed off most of the time, only speaking when he really needs to. He prefers using sign language or texting rather than actually speaking out loud. This is his attempt at avoiding attachment to others. He may look cold but at heart he is always scared of everything and quite emotional (he WILL cry at Toy Story 3 if he ever sees it). He hates showing his emotions and he practices daily to hide it behind a blank face, bottling up the 'useless' feelings and shoving it far back in his mind. Sometimes he lets it out in a growl, but never too much. It is unknown when he will break down.
Though he may appear careful, he is actually quite clumsy in physical activities (thus the bandages). He trips a lot when he's not focused, which is a lot considering he loves to zone out and play in his imagination to pass the time. During scheming however, he considers carefully and takes every opportunity, being quite flexible and good at improvisation.
Towards friends (he doesn't have any but its POSSIBLE) he is quite chatty with his sign language. He likes jokes but repeating it more than once will peeve him (he has a good memory). He keeps grudges but often brushes them aside so he could still have fun. He doesn't like himself or his possessions to be touched though, especially his hook. He likes to draw but he hides all his drawings since he's a bit embarassed of them.

Lex was just laying around on the ground just outside his tent, staring upwards with blank eyes. He had his husktop laying around, along with a few other things outside as well. Nobody would really come over and grab them since he had set his tent a little far away to avoid tripping over other troll's things or running into their tent 'by accident'.
There was nothing to watch so he decided to dive into the world of imagination and escape this godforsaken planet for a little while. Halfway through his adventure across the Land of Rainbows and Purrbeasts, his husktop beeped. He jolted out of his dreamland after blinking a few times and pulled it towards his lap, before opening it. He'll save the adventures for later then.
It was a little difficult reading as the screen was cracked and scratched (due to his constant dropping) but apparently someone had messaged him... It seemed urgent, but then again he had no friends. Who would even send him anything?
Nonetheless he decided to check the file anyways, speed reading the message. "Create a world of your own, huh..?" he muttered to himself.
(I could write this much but not always)

Lusus: a six legged Kangaroo-like lusus. Its tail is missing due to an accident while Lex was practicing his powers.

Trolltag: saccadicFatalist (SF)

Quirk: Mistypes (adds an extra letter) a lot due to his constant twitching. Replaces A with 4 and never uses ? ! , . etc. Sometimes adds - in between letters.
(Example [SF]: He-ey wh4t 4re wwe ggonn4 do to-d4yy)

Strife Specibus: Hookkind and Spearkind

God Tier: Knight of Doom
Lunar Sway: Prospit

Reference/Description: Working on it, please wait...

Lex isn't exactly the nicest, kindest troll. He's quiet and closed off most of the time, only speaking when he really needs to. He prefers using sign language or texting rather than actually speaking out loud. This is his attempt at avoiding attachment to others. He may look cold but at heart he is always scared of everything and quite emotional (he WILL cry at Toy Story 3 if he ever sees it). He hates showing his emotions and he practices daily to hide it behind a blank face, bottling up the 'useless' feelings and shoving it far back in his mind. Sometimes he lets it out in a growl, but never too much. It is unknown when he will break down.
Though he may appear careful, he is actually quite clumsy in physical activities (thus the bandages). He trips a lot when he's not focused, which is a lot considering he loves to zone out and play in his imagination to pass the time. During scheming however, he considers carefully and takes every opportunity, being quite flexible and good at improvisation.
Towards friends (he doesn't have any but its POSSIBLE) he is quite chatty with his sign language. He likes jokes but repeating it more than once will peeve him (he has a good memory). He keeps grudges but often brushes them aside so he could still have fun. He doesn't like himself or his possessions to be touched though, especially his hook. He likes to draw but he hides all his drawings since he's a bit embarassed of them.

Lex was just laying around on the ground just outside his tent, staring upwards with blank eyes. He had his husktop laying around, along with a few other things outside as well. Nobody would really come over and grab them since he had set his tent a little far away to avoid tripping over other troll's things or running into their tent 'by accident'.
There was nothing to watch so he decided to dive into the world of imagination and escape this godforsaken planet for a little while. Halfway through his adventure across the Land of Rainbows and Purrbeasts, his husktop beeped. He jolted out of his dreamland after blinking a few times and pulled it towards his lap, before opening it. He'll save the adventures for later then.
It was a little difficult reading as the screen was cracked and scratched (due to his constant dropping) but apparently someone had messaged him... It seemed urgent, but then again he had no friends. Who would even send him anything?
Nonetheless he decided to check the file anyways, speed reading the message. "Create a world of your own, huh..?" he muttered to himself.
(I could write this much but not always)

Extra:
• He has a hook for his left hand and is also left handed.
• He has physic powers but uses it minimally since he hates to rely on it. He still practices when he feels like it though. (Telekinesis and Medium)
• Rumors say he uses blood to paint.

The two most important things to Raulus are how he’s seen in the eyes of his peers, and technology. He’s also known to sometimes act on a whim. He can drop a practice if it proves to reflect badly on him without a second though, even if it was something he enjoyed himself with. In his eyes, technology is potentially something beyond normal troll limits and abilities. He strives to use his inventions and projects wherever applicable, and even where it might not necessarily be the best route. As an example, he has mechanized a lot of his Lusus, and as it stands, his arms.

Writing Example:

It was about midnight, and Raulus, a lone troll, stood out in the vast plain. He was far from the camp he hated to call home, but it didn’t trouble him. Having traveled in a straight line, Raulus knew he only had to turn right around and do it again when he needed to return. Of course, he had no desire to return right away. It was easier to walk and think here without crossing anyone’s path, something he wanted to avoid if he could.
The message he received was on his mind now. Initially, he thought it so absurd he grew angry. Whenever he grew tired of his surroundings, the message would return to him. He wanted nothing more than to be able to return things to how they were, but this wasn’t exactly that. He hated to consider it though. A game? Perhaps it was just a prank? If he approached it with too much hope, he’d look desperate, only to be crushed when the reality of things set in. Then, he and anyone else who answered would be laughing stocks. Were there really other trolls who got the call? For all he knew this could have been sent to him exclusively, set just to single out and humiliate him.
Raulus looked to the sky. It was getting the the point where he should return. He stretched, turned around, and started on the direction he knew his “home” was. His mind was made up. He would humor the sender, but be sure to make them pay if it proved to be some ruse.

The two most important things to Raulus are how he’s seen in the eyes of his peers, and technology. He’s also known to sometimes act on a whim. He can drop a practice if it proves to reflect badly on him without a second though, even if it was something he enjoyed himself with. In his eyes, technology is potentially something beyond normal troll limits and abilities. He strives to use his inventions and projects wherever applicable, and even where it might not necessarily be the best route. As an example, he has mechanized a lot of his Lusus, and as it stands, his arms.

Writing Example:

It was about midnight, and Raulus, a lone troll, stood out in the vast plain. He was far from the camp he hated to call home, but it didn’t trouble him. Having traveled in a straight line, Raulus knew he only had to turn right around and do it again when he needed to return. Of course, he had no desire to return right away. It was easier to walk and think here without crossing anyone’s path, something he wanted to avoid if he could.
The message he received was on his mind now. Initially, he thought it so absurd he grew angry. Whenever he grew tired of his surroundings, the message would return to him. He wanted nothing more than to be able to return things to how they were, but this wasn’t exactly that. He hated to consider it though. A game? Perhaps it was just a prank? If he approached it with too much hope, he’d look desperate, only to be crushed when the reality of things set in. Then, he and anyone else who answered would be laughing stocks. Were there really other trolls who got the call? For all he knew this could have been sent to him exclusively, set just to single out and humiliate him.
Raulus looked to the sky. It was getting the the point where he should return. He stretched, turned around, and started on the direction he knew his “home” was. His mind was made up. He would humor the sender, but be sure to make them pay if it proved to be some ruse.

XXX
-> horns look sort of like halves of a crow's beak
-> lanky and small, but she is vicious and unforgiving when she needs to be
-> Wears shirts without symbols, oftentimes faded
-> Might occasionally wear jewelry or shiny stuff
-> Likes wearing masks over her nose and mouth

Personality

-> adventurous and likes to make maps of different places
-> scavenger and used to fighting for things she wants, so she can be very competitive
-> resourceful and determined
-> thinks rationally unless when she doesn't
-> very very stubborn about certain things and not always good things
-> a bit arrogant, but everyone knows that's very bad and also likely to end you if you take it too far
-> likely will not do anything unless there's a prize attached to it
-> is very isolated and not great with people, but she can wing it

Writing Example

> Corbid: Explore.

It wouldn't exactly be considered exploring, though, as you've been down there before. However, you have yet to make a map out of it, and given the low activity on the group chat, you decide to take to the tunnels. Captchaloguing a mobile device and your freshly cleaned chakram, you pass through a series of narrow hallways to find the entrance to the tunnels. It's not your favorite place, but you needed an escape route. Thankfully the structure was already created and there was a viable route above ground. All you needed to do was map it out, which would be a quick and easy time killer.

> Corbid: Descend.

You land on your feet on a stone pathway. You can move either left or right. Both fade out into darkness.

> Corbid: Go left.

You distinctly remember going left the last time you were here. At the very least, it should make mapping a bit easier. As of right now, you only know one path, and that's the way above ground. So you start there. Using your phone as a dim flashlight, you make all of the right turns from memory. Of course, you could start mapping it out along with the paces, but you aren't sure where your hive is in respect to the entirety of the tunnels. So you keep the number of steps in mind for every turn until you reach an opening. It's small, but you can fit through it still.

> Reach the frog statue.

Only 134 steps away, you reach the opening, which has a crater-like shape, but without whatever created it. Instead, in the very center bottom, is the frog temple. It always struck you as strange and out of place, as its pale green-gray hue doesn't match the foggy forest well. What makes it even weirder are the poles and almost scepter like buildings that surround it. You've been inside before. There isn't much inside it. Just some strange, dull materials that you likely won't use.

Standing on the cliff face
Highest foe you'll ever grace
It scares me half to death

~~~

Name: Cyndy
Age: 16
Pronouns: She/They
Discord Username: Cyndy

"The strongest people are those who don't fear being alone."
Troy Gathers

XXX
-> horns look sort of like halves of a crow's beak
-> lanky and small, but she is vicious and unforgiving when she needs to be
-> Wears shirts without symbols, oftentimes faded
-> Might occasionally wear jewelry or shiny stuff
-> Likes wearing masks over her nose and mouth

Personality

-> adventurous and likes to make maps of different places
-> scavenger and used to fighting for things she wants, so she can be very competitive
-> resourceful and determined
-> thinks rationally unless when she doesn't
-> very very stubborn about certain things and not always good things
-> a bit arrogant, but everyone knows that's very bad and also likely to end you if you take it too far
-> likely will not do anything unless there's a prize attached to it
-> is very isolated and not great with people, but she can wing it

Writing Example

> Corbid: Explore.

It wouldn't exactly be considered exploring, though, as you've been down there before. However, you have yet to make a map out of it, and given the low activity on the group chat, you decide to take to the tunnels. Captchaloguing a mobile device and your freshly cleaned chakram, you pass through a series of narrow hallways to find the entrance to the tunnels. It's not your favorite place, but you needed an escape route. Thankfully the structure was already created and there was a viable route above ground. All you needed to do was map it out, which would be a quick and easy time killer.

> Corbid: Descend.

You land on your feet on a stone pathway. You can move either left or right. Both fade out into darkness.

> Corbid: Go left.

You distinctly remember going left the last time you were here. At the very least, it should make mapping a bit easier. As of right now, you only know one path, and that's the way above ground. So you start there. Using your phone as a dim flashlight, you make all of the right turns from memory. Of course, you could start mapping it out along with the paces, but you aren't sure where your hive is in respect to the entirety of the tunnels. So you keep the number of steps in mind for every turn until you reach an opening. It's small, but you can fit through it still.

> Reach the frog statue.

Only 134 steps away, you reach the opening, which has a crater-like shape, but without whatever created it. Instead, in the very center bottom, is the frog temple. It always struck you as strange and out of place, as its pale green-gray hue doesn't match the foggy forest well. What makes it even weirder are the poles and almost scepter like buildings that surround it. You've been inside before. There isn't much inside it. Just some strange, dull materials that you likely won't use.

Standing on the cliff face
Highest foe you'll ever grace
It scares me half to death

~~~

Name: Cyndy
Age: 16
Pronouns: She/They
Discord Username: Cyndy

ACCEPTED!
I was wary to accept two Vriska-tiered trolls but yknow what? i love them both so welcome aboard

Personality: Nakama is actually rather emotionless when they are surrounding her. She mainly feels the need to cover up when around others and shuts up entirely. She has lost her sense of taste, making her not a picky eater.
Writing Example:

With her two swords, Nakama plunged them into the clawbeast blocking her way. No way was she being blocked from entering her own hive. As it bled out, Nakama jumped over its bloodied carcass, gorged entirely for the illusion of fear. Hedgehogdad would eat it soon enough. With a jab of her sword Fury, she opened the door to enter.

Personality: Nakama is actually rather emotionless when they are surrounding her. She mainly feels the need to cover up when around others and shuts up entirely. She has lost her sense of taste, making her not a picky eater.
Writing Example:

With her two swords, Nakama plunged them into the clawbeast blocking her way. No way was she being blocked from entering her own hive. As it bled out, Nakama jumped over its bloodied carcass, gorged entirely for the illusion of fear. Hedgehogdad would eat it soon enough. With a jab of her sword Fury, she opened the door to enter.

1-All the trolls in this session range from 13-16, at 5 sweeps that would make your troll 10 or 11. Which doesnt fit with the rest of the session as a 10 year old has no place or reason to be among 15 and 16 year olds

2-Your trolls blood caste falls under the lime section, limebloods are very rare (considered "extinct" by troll society - and in most cases killed in the caverns or on site by any highblood) and we already have one in the session, as well as black isnt a proper color for a hemoanon character as it wouldnt be visible on a black shirt which is the usual Alternia dress code

3-Your characters hair is really unreasonable for an Alternian troll. The only hair colors that would fly on Alternia are Black, White (with reasoning, IE Albino or a Limeblood - which would have to be disguised before going out), with STREAKS of that trolls BLOOD COLOR. Fashion isnt really a thing on Alternia and it would be very dangerous for your character (an apparent anon-limeblood) to have such a recognizable feature.

4-The Personality and Writing Examples you've submitted honestly isnt really up to par with the rest of the session, the character seems underdeveloped and honestly doesnt seen realistic for this type of session, such and introverted character isnt likely to respond to a random message and socialize with 11 strangers for no real purpose

-Personal Preference-

1-Blatantly Japanese names for trolls personally really bug me, as theyre overdone in the fantroll community, done in canon, and Alternian names are supposed to be Alien sounding, considering theyre aliens and not from earth

2-Your trolls sign doesnt fall into the extended Zodiac, which while allowed in this session is very offputting

3-I personally really dislike when people use art that isnt theirs as a reference, especially considering this is for fantrolls and the reference you gave is human

4-Mage of Hope doesnt fit the description you gave of your character at all;

"the Mage of Hope would be able to keep themselves positive and open to new ideas even when everyone else suffers from clouded emotions and create new hope in others, but would suffer from their own beliefs. The Mage of Hope would start out being extremely faithful, and be manipulated by that belief."

5-Lusii are monsters, not animals, and to have an animal lusus is very out of character and id say unheard of for trolls, reminder theyre aliens not humans

6-Quirks are generally simple, no ones going to take 10 minutes to type a two sentence message, quirks should be made of characters that can be found on the keyboard and that alone. Itd take far to long to type out that quirk and therefore its impractical for messaging, especially when it takes up so much of the session

-The Important Stuff is stuff that id think needs to be at least edited a bit before i can accept your application, my Personal Preference is just stuff that would make me happier and more likely/eager to accept your app. Hopefully youll resubmit and make a second attempt, as we'd love to have you in this session! Thanks so much-